>Dante's courtly love for Beatrice continued for nine years, before the pair finally met again. This meeting occurred in a street of Florence, which she walked along dressed in white and accompanied by two older women. She turned and greeted him, her salutation filling him with such joy that he retreated to his room to think about her. In doing so, he fell asleep, and had a dream which would become the subject of the first sonnet in La Vita Nuova
one of ours one of ours
James Wood
I don't know why but anything related to Dante and Beatrice moves me like a bitch
Bentley Morales
Source: La Vita Nuova.
Gavin Hill
>tfw Dante was already deeper than you in his 20s Damn
Dominic Ramirez
>retreated to his room to think about her >In doing so, he fell asleep
Jack Nelson
The only source of this is Vita Nuova so you're taking your facts from a work of fiction? LMAO
Austin Wood
nigger what
Jose Collins
mustve beat that stick dry.
Adrian Williams
Why do you praise this loser, again?
Aaron Brown
I love his works
Brayden Cook
what wat?
Tyler Allen
Imagine if she actually kissed him and took him for marriage.
James Taylor
then there wouldn't have been romance and poetry.
Justin Ross
Why would he lie about such things? I mean, in the Vita Nuova he says how he chose another woman to deceive the others into thinking that it was her he was actually in love with, not Beatrice. He goes as far as making poems for that woman. You can't make this shit up.
Cameron Cooper
>the most talented and celebrated poet of all time is a beta cuck you cannot make this shit up
Brandon Phillips
You are the only loser here
Camden Martin
There came into my mind the gentle lady whom Love weeps for, at the moment when her virtue drew you to gaze at what I made.
Amor, who felt her in his mind, was woken in my ravaged heart, and said to my sighs: ‘Go now’: so that each departed sadly.
They went weeping from my chest with a voice that often brings woeful tears to my sad eyes.
But those that issued with the greatest pain, came saying: ‘O noble intellect, it was a year ago you leapt to Heaven.’
Levi Harris
Sounds like he ran away to jerk off and had a wet dream instead.
Bentley Martinez
All I encounter in my mind dies, when I come to gaze on you, sweet joy: and when I am near you, I feel Love who says: ‘Run, if you care about dying’.
The face shows the colour of the heart, that, fainting, leans for support: and in the vast intoxicating tremor the stones beneath me cry: Death, death.
They commit a sin who see me then, if they do not comfort my bewildered soul, if only by showing that they care for me, through pity, which your mocking killed, that is descried in the dying vision of eyes that have wished for death.
Aaron Foster
>her salutation filling him with such joy that he retreated to his room to think about he yeah I think we all know what he was doing and why he needed a nap afterwards
Nolan Cruz
>implying a fiction work has anything to do whatsover with "truth"
Roman Erotic Elegy by Paul Veyne and stop being this pleb.